Xiaoxi nodded with certainty, "Yes, there are salty dumplings, and some places are filled with meat filling."

"Ah~ Isn't this a dumpling?" Is this still a dumpling? Chen Yubin had already stopped his work and listened to Xiaoxi talking about things he didn't know with relish.

"This is also a custom here, just like we eat brown sugar dumplings here. There is also the one that wraps fruits and flowers into the dumplings."

"Ah? Can fruits and flowers be wrapped in glutinous rice balls?" Chen Yubin was already surprised when he heard the meat-filled dumplings. When he heard that fruits and flowers were wrapped in glutinous rice balls, he became even more surprised. His eyes were so big that they were almost jumping out of his eyes. "Is that delicious?" asked in disbelief.

Xiaoxi shook her head, "I don't know, I haven't eaten it, but think about it, if I really wrap fruits and flowers into the dumplings, think about the taste, huh~" She fought two battles, frowned, and looked disgusted, "I guess it's not delicious."

Fighting and fighting means shaking.

Chen Yubin nodded and echoed: "I don't think it tastes good either." Grandma Chen also nodded in agreement. Although Mr. Chen did not express his opinion, he also agreed in his heart.

Xiaoxi continued: "There are also those colorful dumplings, dyeing the white dumplings colorful."

Chen Yubin showed interest on his face and asked curiously: "Did the colored dumplings be dyed with fuel?" He had only seen colored pens, ink, and red paint, but thinking about it, using these to dye them, it is estimated that no one would eat the dumplings made.

"No, I squeeze out the juice of colored vegetables like spinach, carrots, and purple cabbage, replace water with vegetable juice, and put the glutinous rice flour into dough, and then dye it naturally."

"Oh~ That's it... Then, the dumplings you made must be very good, and they can make your index finger wide open." Chen Yubin looked up at the air and thought about it.

Xiaoxi's eyes flashed with shiny light, and he slapped his hands, and said to Mr. Chen excitedly: "By the way, grandpa, we can also make some different dumplings when we are fifteen! It's like peanut stuffing or sesame stuffing. There are no sesame seeds at home. Then go to the market to see if there are any sales on the street.

Well~ Even if you forget about salty glutinous rice balls, I guess we can’t get used to it. There are also fruit glutinous rice balls and flower glutinous rice balls. I probably don’t taste delicious either. Forget it, ah~ we can also squeeze vegetable juice to make colored glutinous rice balls. Ah~ I want to eat them now."

"Haha... I want to eat too, hiss~" Chen Yubin looked at Xiaoxi with his eyes straight, swallowing exaggeratedly. The sound was so loud that the old man Chen beside him could hear it.

"Okay, at that time, I will make dumplings well and lively. Let's try new things and see what the dumplings I eat tastes different from ours." Mr. Chen looked at Xiaoxi with relief and thought to himself: It seems that this trip to Beijing has increased a lot of knowledge.

When I turned around and saw Chen Yubin, I thought angrily: Why have we all been to Beijing? This one is still so stupid that I didn’t learn anything, so I just thought about eating.

Because the dumplings cannot be kept for a long time, they can be put into a pot after wrapping them. Xiaoxi picked them up in a basin and brought them to Grandma Chen, fry them in the oil pan. As usual, they put them in the warehouse while they are hot.

At the beginning, Chen Yubin was still carefully memorizing which dumplings were filled with stuffings and which ones were not filled with stuffings. But when the white and tender glutinous rice balls were placed together, they were confused in a short while and remembered wherever they were. So they simply put them aside and stopped meditating them deliberately.

Well, the fried dumplings are crispy and glutinous, so delicious. Xiaoxi closed his eyes and stood up with his chin, sat in front of the stove door, and leisurely roasted the fire. He added handfuls of fire from time to time to prevent the fire from extinguishing, nor could the fire burn too much.

Carefully picked up the fat white dumplings left on the chopping board one by one and threw them into the pot, and quickly sank into the bottom of the pot. Old Master Chen followed Chen Yubin to rest by the fire. After a busy day, he was basically standing. When he was old, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Even if the stream added a lot of spiritual spring water to the water, their bodies were transformed, they were stronger than their peers and strong in physical strength. However, it was a tough day to work, so they basically left their physical work to him.

He felt a little sore in his waist and back, and he couldn't help but pound his waist and slap his shoulders.

Chen Yubin, who was sitting aside, heard it, opened his hazy eyes, yawned, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, quickly got up, stood behind Mr. Chen, clenched his fists to help him massage his back.

Today he was tired when he was pounding the red potato paste, and he was very relaxed at the rest of the time. The boy was already very physically strong, but it was past eight o'clock, and it was time for him to sleep before, so he sat by the fire and dozed off.

Feeling the weight coming from his body, Mr. Chen couldn't help but smile with relief. The grandson he raised felt sorry for him.

Seeing that Grandma Chen was soaking in the stove, she couldn't help but snatch Mr. Chen's eyes.

Seeing that there were not many pumpkin cakes left but were left, Xiaoxi got up and washed the middle pot, added a full pot of water, covered it, and boiled the pot.

Because the pot outside was also burning, the water quickly made a sound, and it was about to be boiled. I went to the bedroom to get a kettle, and took Mr. Chen's thermos cup as well.

Pour out the remaining sediment in the kettle, and the water in the pot was boiled. Scoop half a scoop of cold water and poured in. As soon as the waves were still rolling, it became depressed.

After the sinking is settled for a few seconds, he quickly scoops water and fills the pot. Then the pot will start again, fill the thermos cup, and scoop up a large scoop of boiling water to dry.

She learned this trick from Grandma Chen. The boiling water will turn the precipitation at the bottom of the pot and add some cold water. The water in the pot will not roll, and the precipitation will sink into the bottom of the pot. In this way, the boiling water will be scooped up, so there will be less precipitation.

He placed the cup on the dining table behind Mr. Chen and reminded him that he would place the kettle next to the chopping board that was not blocking the road but was conspicuous, so that he would not forget to take it when walking.

Take out some fish balls and cut them in half, put them in the pot, wait for the pot to cook for two minutes, and start to get underneath. Then take out the oil and wheat vegetables into two to three sections, wash them with water, and then put them in the pot when the noodles are almost ready. Add oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other seasonings, add oil and wheat vegetables, and the noodles are ready.

Xiaoxi likes to eat oil and macadamia, especially hot pot and spicy hot pot. They don’t have this thing, but the seeds she specially found when she went to Beijing and planted them in the space.

For green vegetables, Xiaoxi likes to eat harder ones, which are extremely crispy when bitten.

So as soon as the oil-grained vegetables were put into the pot, she scooped all the noodles into an iron basin, scooped two scoops of water, and then cooked the dishwashing water on the remaining fire at the bottom of the pot. After all, she was frozen in winter.

Take the basin to the dining table, the bowls and chopsticks have been arranged, and everyone should eat more and eat less, and scoop them by themselves.

"Mom, the vegetables I cooked are a bit hard." Xiaoxi reminded, which means that if you don't eat them, don't fish them.

Grandma Chen really didn't catch a single vegetable. She had bad teeth and didn't like to eat hard food. Mr. Chen was good at this bite, but he had caught a lot of vegetable.

I picked up a small basket of fried red potato meatballs, pumpkin cakes, fried dumplings, a few pieces of date cake and a few slices of fish tofu.

After all, the fish and tofu is cold. Soak it in the bottom of the bowl for a while and then eat it will be hot.

There was a small bowl of kimchi and a bowl of stir-fried sauerkraut next to it. Xiaoxi felt that only these two were perfect matches with noodles.

After meals, Grandma Chen washed the dishes as usual. The hot oil in the pot next to it had already been scooped up and put it on the chopping board to cool it before it could be filled with a bucket.

After Grandma Chen finished washing the dishes, she added a few scoops of water to the pot and two handfuls of firewood in the stream, and ignored it. She sat by the fire and roasted the fire and waited for hot water.

The boiling water that the stream had just dried was a little cold when she remembered it. She poured some boiling water from the kettle, which was warm and not hot. She took four small bowls, scooped a few spoons of honey, mixed it with warm water, and brought it to the people next to the fire.

I sat down and took a sip of honey water. Oh, I felt that all the fatigue of the day had disappeared and I had recovered a lot of energy.

"Oh, Binbin, come and beat me for a while, hey~ my shoulder hurts." Thinking of the scene when Chen Yubin pounded Mr. Chen's back just now, Grandma Chen put down the bowl and rubbed her shoulders and shouted.

"Haha..." Old Master Chen looked at Grandma Chen and laughed strangely, but he didn't say anything.

Grandma Chen gave him a vicious look, her old face was slightly red. But she was shining with her back, and there was only a lot of charcoal left on the fire, so no one saw it. She only felt her face was slightly hot, but she didn't dare to touch it.

Chen Yubin didn't notice this series of small movements. He didn't feel impatient or refused, so he stood behind Grandma Chen and helped to massage his back. Grandma Chen closed her eyes with pleasure, so comfortable! I just don't know whether it was physical or mental.

After washing up, the few people went back to the bedroom.

"Master, lie down and I'll pinch it for you." Xiaoxi pushed Mr. Chen and walked towards the bed.

Because the casual side was blocked by the desk, she took off her shoes and went to bed. The quilt was still cold now, so she didn't dare to take off her socks.

Chen Yubin, who was a step slower, stood under the bed, looked at Xiaoxi pouting and stamping his feet, "Yeah~Yeah~" to express his dissatisfaction.

"Then, Binbin will give me two sleeps tonight." Grandma Chen, who came in the door later, asked. She hadn't slept with her good grandson for a long time.

Xiaoxi said nothing and looked at him leisurely.

"Yeah~ no." He said firmly. He always knew that he was a man, how could he sleep with his daughter? He was going to sleep with his grandfather.

Seeing that he was so anxious that he was almost crying, Xiaoxi stopped teasing him and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, and I won't steal your bed. I will give you the position after I pinch my grandfather's back, I will give you the position, stingy~" Rolling at him, Mr. Chen took off his coat and lay on the bed. Xiaoxi pulled the quilt and covered his lower body, then turned around and pinched his back.

Hearing that he wasn't trying to compete with him, Chen Yubin burst out laughing and sat on the edge of the bed waiting. Looking at Xiaoxi's skillful techniques, he couldn't help but immerse himself in and learn these two tricks.
Chapter completed!